It was a razor-thin, horizontal disc of absolute sub-spatial friction, hovering exactly four feet off the ground, stretching across the entire width of the avenue.
The Prime Forge didn't slow down. Its automated Founder AI didn't recognize the sub-ether anomaly as a physical threat.
The massive war machine rolled directly into the Phase-
Blade at forty miles an hour.
The sound was indescribablea horrific, screeching howl of heavy durasteel being unwritten from reality. The Phase-
Blade didn't cut the Forge; it deleted the molecular bonds of anything that passed through it.
The Forge’s massive front treads hit the
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